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"If you want to open a new book, why should you find us at Wenyuan Publishing House? With her literary talent, she doesn't have to condescend to come here."
"What do I think? I'm persuading her not to come."
Yukinoshita Yukino, who is the executive director, and Rizu Ogata, who is the editor-in-chief, looked at each other, and they both saw each other's thoughts, thinking that it would be a good thing for the publishing house to reject a world-class writer.
"I'll talk to her."
"Ah."
Ogata Ritzu stepped aside, and Yukinoshita Yukino sat in front of the computer.
[Ogata Rizu: I am Yukinoshita Yukino. 】
[Guqiao Fumino: Oh, what's the matter with you? 】
[Ogata Ritzu: Be your astronomer, don't bother us! 】
[Guqiao Fumino: I plan to resign.do you understand? 】
[Ogata Riju: You have already stayed away from him for your dreams, why give up your dreams and come back. 】
[Guqiao Fumino: Lizhu can do it, so can I. 】
[Ogata Ritzu: Both of you are shameless! 】
……
Nishino Mu, who was passing by the stop sign, squeezed onto the tram in a rare way.
He crossed his arms and leaned lazily on the pillar next to the back door.
"Look! That man leaning on the pillar is so handsome."
"that is true."
"Never met before."
"Probably don't take the tram very often."
……
Several female high school students wearing pleated skirts stood in the corner, talking in voices they thought no one else could hear.
Nishino Mu was annoyed when he heard that, so he simply turned his gaze to the car window.
Ignoring the blurry sights flying backwards.In the distance, the towering lights seem to be provoking the sun at sunset.
"Sir, you are tired after working all day. If you don't mind, can you take my seat?"
The reason for this sentence was that the young woman who was sitting next to her and playing with her mobile phone inadvertently looked up at Mu Nishino.
"Thank you, but I'll get off at the next stop." Nishino Mu politely refused.
"Okay." The young woman continued to occupy the seat, ignoring the eagerly watching social animals around her.
"Where does sir work?"
"unemployed."
Nishino Mu has no habit of disclosing his identity information to strangers.
"Liar!"
The young woman puffed up her cheeks angrily.
Nishino Mu put on a poker face, indifferent.So until I got off the car, no woman came over to strike up a conversation.
So much the better.
A three-dimensional woman is too troublesome.
Nishino Mu returned home in a happy mood.
Eat some vegetable salad for dinner, then do some housework, and finally sit on the sofa in the living room and watch TV.
A person's life is not lonely.
"Dong dong!"
The knock on the door awakened Xi Yemu, who was sleeping on the sofa without knowing it.
"Who?" He turned off the TV that was still playing, reached out and rubbed his neck, fumbled to turn on the light, and came to the Yangguan.
"Mai Sakurajima."
A woman who has met once.
What is she here for?
Nishino Mu opened the door.
Outside.
Mai Sakurajima wore a light pink doll-neck net gauze solid-color dress, intellectual and elegant.
"Are you startled, let me in quickly, and I will suffer if I am seen."
Mai Sakurajima pulled out a suitcase from behind, trying to rush into the house.